A month ago, I quit my job and finally left my commitment-phobe boyfriend, then moved back to my hometown of Cockamamie, Tennessee, to take care of my newly widowed Aunt Deidre, who has dementia.

Somehow, I've stumbled my way into a murder investigation-like literally-and now I'm a suspect. Okay, so I told off the newly deceased old fart, but that doesn't mean I'm the killer.

And the idiot detective? Sure, he's insanely hot, but it turns out he's the grandson of my grandmother's nemesis. I'm sure he's holding that against me.

So now my life's a complicated mess. I need to clear my name, make sure my aunt doesn't wander off again, and find the killer since the Cockamamie taxpayers seem to be wasting their money on Detective Langley's salary.

Oh, and I really need a job.